Click. Of. Death.

Why me. Not only is my body screwed up, my lovely mac mini (Apple, why did you put the power switch in the back??) is giving me the click of death. So it gets shipped to lovely Ohio where my geeky brother can take it into the smart people. I’m not dealing with a third party who doesn’t speak the same language.

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I'm just your typical depressed donkey. I'm an abuse survivor. I deal with the pain and stiffness and other fun stuff that goes with fibromyalgia. I used to teach English for a living but because of my health, that isn't any option anymore. I love to cook and feel most in my element when I'm in the kitchen tinkering around.
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~Kathryn

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